How dare you think I would ever compare your eyes to something so basic?
They are so much more
They show me what your heart leaks
Cold as ice with a first glance
Then, when one looks closer...
They see the golden sparkles of the sun
How can one not stare in awe?
As they each dart back and forth
Such agility and grace
I sense that of fear
Who hurt whom?
Or are you hiding?
Are you afraid of being found?
Forgive me for comparing you to such a cliché
But without my words I fear my loved will have lost
Is there a crime to express my intimacy with such basic syllables?
I cannot help notice that the color of your wonderful tools of perception... Seemed to have been hand picked out of the finest ocean sea
Now I must ask you this, my love
Do you believe what I have stated?
For words are the greatest gift a man could ever offer
Beating even the slightest touch of our eager lips